In the corner of the foundry, this lunchroom was literally collapsing under one small leak in the roof. Tile by tile the water ate away the ceiling. Note the clock.
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The blacksmith shop is pretty rugged looking. Through the door you can see the collapsed walkway that might have once connected to a building covering the Santiago Tunnel adit.
Before each warhead was crated, it was inspected.
Like a grave marker, a single post remembers where Dock 3 stood on the bay.
The cemetery for the old asylum is, sadly, largely unmarked. Only in recent years has there been a real effort to locate and identify the remains there.
On top of the light hoop, 160-feet up, a ship comes into port, ready to load-up. If you look really close, you can see my shadow cast on the dock below, courtesy of the full moon.
Where the workers would rest their feet and clean their plates.
These aluminum powder kegs were forgotten in storage.
The turbine hall, without turbines. I guess that makes this a hall… at least it has a clock.
Looking toward the old power house, right below one of its arteries.